I aint gonna work on the railroad
Aint gonna work on the farm
I'll lay around this shack
Till that mail train comes back
And roll in my sweet baby's arms

Rollin in my sweet baby's arms
Rollin in my sweet baby's arms
Lay around this shack
Till that mail train comes back
And roll in my sweet baby's arms

I know your parents don't like me
They drove me away from your door
If I had my life to live over
I'd never go there any more

Rollin in my sweet baby's arms
Rollin in my sweet baby's arms
Lay around this shack
Till that mail train comes back
And roll in my sweet baby's arms

Where were you last Saturday night
While I was layin in jail
Walkin the streets with another man
You wouldn't even go my bail

Rollin in my sweet baby's arms
Rollin in my sweet baby's arms
Lay around this shack
Till that mail train comes back
And roll in my sweet baby's arms
And roll in my sweet baby's arms
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Rollin In My Sweet Baby's Arms Lyrics

Jeff Simmons – Rollin In My Sweet Baby's Arms Lyrics